King, my first dog. It was a rainy day when I went to my riding instructor's house to ride for an X-MAS present. It was 12/23/08, one day from X-MAS EVE and two days from X-MAS itself. It was awesome, my friend and my riding instuctor got to come to my house. I kept asking my dad were King went, the answer, he must ran off with Bogey. After everyone left, my dad took me into my room. He said it was about King. As i followed i thought, was he taken to the pound?! It was by far MUCH WORSE. He took me and said he had gotten run over by a gravel truck. In flash i asked if he was okay, the answer, I'm sorry Emily, he's dead.
R.I.P KING he lays infront of my window, under a tree. Forever he will be remembered, Forever he will be in me.
King, my first dog. It was a rainy day when I went to my riding instructor's house to ride for an X-MAS present. It was 12/23/08, one day from X-MAS EVE and two days from X-MAS itself. It was awesome, my friend and my riding instuctor got to come ...